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Page 241 from Issue 80 Unloosing their moons, month after month, to no purpose. The blood flood is ... the flood of love, The absolute sacrifice. It means: no more idols but me.... (CP, pp. 262-63) Also on ... "poems in blood, or at least with it." 42 241 Issue 80 page ...
day, and today worth more and more as the earth that birthed it dies. I panned it in April Creek last ... Page 80 from Issue 48 The price of gold William Bevis Shorty Harris was a gold prospec­ tor around ... we loved. Above me write, "Here lies Shorty Harris, a single-blanket jackass ...
Page 51 from Issue 80 Gethsemane He had nerve enough to follow, dogging His heels, for what? To ... smiling. The dog had its day, rolling in meat. The meat was news: the Word of God wants what we want, to be ... check later? Instead he gagged on words, like a mouthful of water brought from the garden, that blood ...
Shadow, Poor Smoke, My Dust and Dreams­ Nothing but Nothing's as it seems. 41 Issue 80 page ... Page 41 from Issue 80 The Mimic Nothing, the night we met, was missed­ Hanover, Paris, Wichita, ... mantids in disguise beguile Toward hungry palps a feast of flies. God's creatures have panache ...
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dies. I panned it in April Creek last year, not two miles from where Shorty's search began. ... The price of gold Print Pages:  Page 80 from Issue 48 The price of gold William Bevis Shorty ... me beside Jim Dayton in the valley we loved. Above me write, "Here lies Shorty Harris, ...
Page 80 from Issue 80 In the Kingdom of Pleasure Unwitting accomplice in the scheme of law she ... thought to violate, man-set as it was, and, here, inconsequential as the sun at midnight, drought at ... flood-time; when she heard a baby in the tall reeds at the river's brink, she was nobodv's ...
you of the baby and his blind hungry sucking his tiny hands lying at your breasts i wanted to have ... and lay in its 80 Issue 35 page ... Page 80 from Issue 35 and slattered every which way across your forehead i feel the strain of you ...
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81: 201-4 "The Creeks," "Elm Street, October 1977," P, 99: 105-7 ... Rain," "For a Friend in Prison," P, 61: 105-7 McConnell, Frank "The corpse of ... nocturne, nineteen sixty-eight," P, 15: 175 McDonald, Walter D. "Hauling over Wolf Creek ...
Page 86 from Issue 80 In the City Rain pitches down on the pavements, on the eaves and fire ... wood­ and then the absence. The black oak by the highway out of town split to its ancient heartwood that ... escapes, brushes in gusts the panes that look out on the brick courtyard, on the street. It is the sound of ...
Page 89 from Issue 80 GRASS, SAND, MIRROR, PALE SPACE "I was defeated and you did not ... Above the silhouette of other (further away) lands and the mirroring frame of water was pale space: our ... reddened roofs clatter overhead not the quiet that gets its word in last penile rainstorms humped villas ...

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